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(PARADISE)—BURN A LOOK  LIKE
PROPHECY:  THE  PULSE,  ENDED STILL, AS  IT  WAS. "WHERE MIND
ARE  BOUND, They Speak and The
Voice No Longer Pass."

The sun goes down, casting shade bright. Blue shines forth, akin to stars gently descending. A word that's lost way. Shaping the emotions and destinies all around. Where this starts on 24 February 2025. Sweeping souls away in the soared, through, ZEROBASEONE's BLUE. Beneath the fracture to the heights above. A dystopian means of duality, like the world where light fades in the glow, along with #FusionOfBlue!


  
‎                      @Zerofusion.